I became Joan of Arc, walking on the continent of Terra

"You show me."

Saying that, Joan took a tube of potion and looked at it.The effects mentioned by Li Angel also gave her some guesses about what ingredients were contained in it.

Joan was driving the car with one hand, and watched with the tube of reagents in the other.But if she plays this hand in the city, it is estimated that the frequency of driver's license revocation will not be much slower than that of Angel.

The amazing thing is that Joan of Arc, who obviously lost her attention on the road, drove extremely steadily.Don't say what danger you will encounter, and you don't even feel much about turning.

"It's actually a drug mixed with it, but it's also very powerful. Such a thin holy water can actually do this."

Sensing that there was hardly any holy water in it, Joan understood that the so-called extract was probably for the purpose of covering up.

After all, in this world where news transmission is relatively closed, everyone doesn't know much about other cities. They can only learn about other cities through rumors and the media, let alone the mysterious Rutland.

There are not a few people who believe Rhine Life's rhetoric.

"I thought there was something in Lateran that I didn't know about! At that time, I thought, the Pope's afternoon snacks were all earned by buying this thing!"

When Li Angel thought of the snack she had eaten at the Pope's place, she also had quite a memory.Especially the origin stone worm egg tart, which has endless aftertaste.

Which psychopath put that explosive Originium worm in the egg tart!At that time, even she from Sakota felt that the tribe who made this kind of dessert was somewhat seriously ill.

After all, even Patrikion, the gun knight who likes these strange things the most and makes people doubt his taste, feels that this thing is hard to eat after tasting it.

"It's more of a pie than a tart!" he said.

Hearing Angel Li mentioning the Pope, Joan also thought that the old gentleman should still stay in Chernoborg, right?Do you want to take a look along the way?

"I went back a few days ago, and now I am discussing his restoration of the Pope's position."

After hearing Joan's inquiry, Angel Li said.The old guy also returned to Lateran smoothly a few days ago, and he is probably starting to prepare for the restoration of the Pope.

"However, there is still one interesting thing! The old guy himself resigned from the No.11 post as Pope. It stands to reason that he is now running for the No.12 Pope, and it is estimated that he will have to argue about it for a while."

Thinking of the way that old gentleman reaffirmed that he is the No.11 Pope at the meeting, it is funny to think about it.

Because the burial place of the pope after death is in one place, and every pope is engraved on it, which is also the rule of Lateran.

That is to say, if the old man is re-elected for two consecutive terms, he will definitely have two cemeteries.Although the people of Lateran are quite interested in this matter.

For example, blowing up one of the buildings or something.

While talking, they passed a place that looked like pitch-black coal.The place looked as if it had experienced a violent fire, and it was burned to blackness.

"How do I feel that I have been here, is it my illusion?"

Joan of Arc looked at the land that had been hit by flames, stopped the car and said with some doubts.

She vaguely remembered that she had seen this place when she came, but if she had been to this kind of place, she should not forget it.

Or is it that my memory has gone wrong?

"This seems to be the place where the pile of corpses we saw before? From this point of view, the tragedy here before has nothing to do with those guys."

Looking at the surrounding environment, Li Angel also said hesitantly.She can still recognize it when she looks at the surrounding environment, but the change in the environment is indeed quite big.

"should be."

Looking at the pitch-black land, it seems that when Longmen burned this place, it also used Originium technology, otherwise, the possibility of the land becoming like this is not high.

Afterwards, Joan closed her eyes and prayed to the land.After all, the main messenger has already received the punishment she deserved, and she also hopes that the innocent people who died here can rest in peace.

Then, the two of them just left.On the way, they saw a huge pothole left by the explosion, and it seemed that these two guys got their due end in this place.

It's just that they died too smoothly, and it seems that they can't repay the blood debt they caused.

But when their souls are judged, they may get the punishment they deserve.Although Joan is not sure whether there is hell in this land, or hell can be seen everywhere.

Passing through here meant that Joan of Arc and the others' trip to Longmen was completely over.Enter from this place full of corpses, and then leave from this place of ashes.

Say something

What can I say, when I finished writing Joan of Arc and left Longmen, I also breathed a sigh of relief, and finally finished writing!

In fact, I feel sorry, the story of Longmen screwed me up, mainly because there are too many things I want to write, but I didn't expect, or what I should expect is that my ability is not enough to control such a big thing .

从140七到320一章，从2021年十二月21日到2021年3月19日，足足将近三个月的写作时间。

This is about halfway through the time I started writing the novel, and sadly I've written a story that I'm not very happy with.

I thought I could write a great story, but it ended up being that I overestimated myself.

Among them are my ideas of waiting for Lateran's story, and there are so many reasons that I want to write. The biggest problem is that I can't control it.

Maybe it's better to turn this story into about fifty chapters, maybe my ability is really not up to it.

I accept criticism here.

Here I am very grateful to the book friends who have supported me in the past four months, and also to the friends who have seen this place. It is your support that makes me stick to this place.

The story of Longmen has come to an end, and the next story will return to that snow field to write some stories about how the integration movement developed.

There are many places I want to write in the future, Victoria, Kjerag, Lateran, Casimir, Colombia, Iberia and Haizi.

And in my imagination, why did the pre-civilizations perish.

After watching the pv of The End, I feel that there are many, many things that can be written in it.

I hope everyone can support me as always, and I also want to continue writing my own story.

The author has half a barrel of sesame oil, thank you all here!

Chapter 320 II Integration Movement in Ice and Snow

In the land of Ursus, winter seems to be an eternal topic.In this country, more than half of the time in many places is spent in the snow all year round.

Not to mention that this place is still a northern snowfield that is much colder than other regions. The air-conditioning here can freeze people to death.

"This damn weather, if it weren't for the group of damn infected people, we wouldn't have run out to suffer this."

Several officers and soldiers of the picket team in black robes were cursing, and they walked with difficulty in the snow enough to reach their waists with their feet in pitch-black boots.

If there were no patrols, they should be huddled in their small shack at this time, stewing thick soup and drinking strong wine, and there would be a warm bonfire beside them.

"Stop complaining a few words! Now we are also in a recession, so be careful when the boss hears about it and will take you under the knife!"

A veteran next to him glanced at the guy who was complaining. This guy is a new recruit, because he can enjoy a good life when he runs here. What is his dream?

Since the group of people followed the army to deal with something last time, there has been a very obvious shortage of manpower in the picket team, and even this kind of guy who has just finished training has been sent.

I don't know what they are dealing with!Those who were alive after they came back shouted monsters there every night, disturbing them so much that they couldn't even have a clear dream.

As for the final solution?Naturally, that guy was sent to the rear military hospital for recuperation.As to whether it is true, they deeply doubt it.

Anyway, when I came back, I beat a tumor beast, and they ate meat for several days afterwards.It's just that the meat tastes weird, maybe the tumor beast is old?

"Be careful, the head said that those infected people often attack the nearby mining area recently, if they hit us, we can only do our best."

A picket in front glanced at the guy chatting behind, but didn't say anything to stop him.This snow field is too boring for them, if they are not allowed to chat, these people will go crazy.

"But this place is really too cold, right? I feel that even if I take a pee here, I will probably freeze there before I hit the ground."

The new picket shrank and said that he was a soldier from the south of Ursus, and indeed he was not used to the extremely cold weather in the north.

In fact, his future should not be to come here to be a picket officer, but to be a military police officer in a big city, or a patrol officer in a wasteland.

It's a pity that in his group of newcomers, the recruits who didn't give enough bribes to the officers were thrown here, in order to fill the vacancies lost before.

"It freezes before it hits the ground? Be careful that the cold wind will freeze your life!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!"

A rough voice said in a slightly mocking tone, and then came the thunderous laughter of the colleagues around, and everyone seemed to be amused by what the guy said.

And what about the recruit picket?Beneath his mask was a flushed face, and she tried to rebut the old soldier, but opened her mouth a few times and then closed it again.

He didn't say anything, he just turned his head away from seeing those guys laughing at him.Instead, he went to see this endless snow scene. He had never seen such a large amount of snow before.

In the snow, you can vaguely see the running snow rabbits. Those little white guys are running happily in the distance, just like elves on the snow.

But it seems that this snow rabbit is big enough, and it would take a pot to hold it no matter how it is thrown into the pot.It's a pity that the distance is too far, beyond the shooting range of the crossbow in his hand.

"It feels colder now than before."

He rubbed his hands together and muttered to himself.

After walking for a while, he felt that the temperature had dropped to another level.It was so cold that he reached for the hip flask on his waist and planned to take a sip.

In this kind of weather, only this high-concentration spirit can bring a little warmth.

"Drink less! You won't have to drink on the road later."

Watching him down a gulp of strong wine, the kind veteran beside him reminded.

"But it's true, why is the weather so cold, I feel like my blood is going to freeze..."

Suddenly, the veteran felt something was wrong.No matter how cold this place is, it can't be said to be so cold, right? Unless the cold is man-made!

"Be careful, there may be buried—"

Before he finished speaking, he felt that his legs could no longer move.At this moment, the terrible ice began to spread directly along his feet towards his body.

Beside him, all the pickets had their legs frozen by the ice, and then lost consciousness. They had to pick up the weapons in their hands and circled around vigilantly.

"Hula la la la la!"

Suddenly, a group of guys in white robes popped out not far away. They covered their figures with white robes and pure white snow, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

"It's a snow monster! Be careful of the opponent's technique—"

Before he could finish speaking, the snow monster's crossbow arrows had already poured on them.All of a sudden, several Ursus were accurately shot to the point and fell to the snow.

"A brilliant ambush and we've done it again!"

The Yetis chattered cheerfully about the ambush, and walked over to make sure the picket bastards were dead, and snatched anything they could use from them.

"Sammy, do you want these boots? Didn't you say your boots are a bit old? Look, new ones!"

A snow monster held the recruit's boots and asked his teammates.

This is also their habit. In the past, they didn't have so many supplies, and everything needed to be picked off from the enemy and worn on themselves.

When they were the poorest, they would even take off each other's underwear and wash them to see if they could be worn again.

But now they are also much richer, but this habit of looting loot has not changed. Fortunately, this time they don't have to touch the clothes on these guys.

"I don't know what happened to the elder sister and the others, so hurry up and deal with the corpse and continue to ambush!"

This time they attacked a large mine with the purpose of rescuing the 300 infected people inside.I just don't know how many of the [-] people will survive when they arrive.